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26/10 Barnsley Part 2
By: Tony Butcher
IT wasnâ€™t great, but so what. Barnsley were sleepwalking and Town were happy with that. After 9 minutes, something happened. As Town dollied around in midfield and defence Barnsley pressed, so the ball ended up with Crane, about 10 yards inside the Town half in the centre.
Grimsby Town 2 Notts County 0
Carson, for once, managed to fly free down their left, capitalising on some Hamiltonian waywardness and a Crane lunge. He got to the bye-line and dinked a careful cross into the centre. Rankin, about 10 yards out, leant back and steered a gentle header straight at Davison. That was it, as far as they were concerned. Townâ€™s defence was rigid and unyielding, with many an excellent block to stop the opposition getting close enough to shoot or cross. They were mostly kept out of the penalty area and crowded out when they did accidentally impinge on Davisonâ€™s personal space. I think little Burns headed wide after a Carson cross, but I may have been gazing out at the surrounding hills at the time. Town, like a metronome, attacked every five minutes. Hmm, a pretty slow metronome that, perhaps Town bought it off e-bay from Perry Comoâ€™s estate. Enough idle gossip, you want those magic moments from Town. Well, heeeeeereâ€™s Johnnie! One touch passing and movement down the right saw the ball flipped to Campbell five yards outside the penalty area. He caressed a curling first time pass between Handyside and Gallimore for the swooping Macca, whoâ€™d sneaked round the back. The ball bounced about 10 yards out and wide of goal with no Barnsely defender bothering to defend. Macca continued, Ilic sprinted off his line and just managed to reach the ball before our intrepid rover, with Town getting a corner. Nothing happened for another few minutes. There were a couple of almost and if only moments from Town, but then arenâ€™t there always. If only Onuora was seven foot three, or Boulding had had his hair cut.
Half time sauntered towards us like a cocky cockernee barrow boy with a barrelful of pumpkins this Hallowed Eve. And Town won another corner, this time on the left. Barnard and Anderson stood over the ball, pointing and generally wasting time. Campbell trotted up to the corner of the penalty area and no Barnsley player bothered. So Barnard tapped the ball up to Campbell, who played the ball through to Anderson, whoâ€™d run in from the corner flag. Anderson zoomed on towards goal and, as a defender eventually lumbered out, smackerooned a low cross shot through the clucking, gargling masses inside the 6 yards box. The ball zipped through unmolested and managed to avoid the diving, sliding, waving Onuora at the far post, missing Iffy by inches and the net by nanometres.
Half time: Barnsley 0 Grimsby Town 0
And that was all the news thatâ€™s fit to print from the first half. The players walked off towards the tunnel, handily placed next to the Town fans. All the way back the Town players were accompanied by a rousing chorus of support, until every man jack of them had gone down the tunnel. You could almost see their chests puff out with pride. Do you want it condensed like soup? Barnsley ambled, Town missed. The striped ones should have been at least two up, having had four golden opportunities presented on a silver platter, with an orange stuck in each boreâ€™s mouth. Barnsley played neatly and with a certain amount of prettiness until they got in the last third of the pitch. They were most certainly not a threat and had not even looked like shooting, let alone scoring. It was all too easy, but that nagging fear, like a green bug eyed monster (hey, as Cliff warbled, Galli doesnâ€™t play here anymore) was at the back of each Town fanâ€™s head. Something was bound to go wrong, and most mental fingers were pointing towards the referee, for heâ€™d been most keen to indulge the locals. Nothing too drastic as yet, but the little things were going their way.
So 0-0 and as easy as a Sunday morning. I wish we could shoot straight, and that weâ€™d pass the ball to Cas sometimes.
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